"My Lord, I don't know what you're talking about," Seraphina replied, confusion flickering in her midnight eyes. Just moments ago, they had been discussing demons, the fate of the De Gor family, and even the empire's future. Yet now, David's question seemed utterly unrelated to their previous conversation.
"You fear, Seraphina. What do you fear most?" David asked again, his voice steady as he leaned casually against the table, his intense gaze locked onto hers.
Seraphina, caught off guard by the sudden shift, instinctively touched her chin, lost in thought. After a moment, she answered honestly, "Slimy creatures, I guess."
David blinked, momentarily stunned by her response before bursting into laughter. The sound echoed through the chamber, catching Seraphina off guard. Embarrassed, her cheeks flushed a delicate pink as she frowned in confusion.
